When I'm mad I punch light switches off. It's like punching a wall, but with a purpose. I'm so fucking pissed off; I could punch all the fucking light switches in this damn house.
Have I mentioned lately that I hate my family? I fucking hate my family. I hate when they have people over. I hate when those people happen to be more family.
When they pick up on my foul moods they are just like, "Oh, you're tired." and I'm like, "No." Then I go into a corner and whisper swear words to myself.
I'm going to go watch a movie now. When it's over I will go and survey the damage and look after this household for another night.
I can't do this anymore.
Just a girl that's still unequipped for the real world, but working on it; one blog post at a time.
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